Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 143 The Done Done
There was a sound from the door of the reception hall, and Guilliman reacted. This wonderful time of chatting had to come to an end for the time being.

The Lord of Five Hundred Worlds sorted out his mental state and became a rational and wise king again.

Roche's projection followed behind him, and Guilliman opened the tightly closed door. Lady Euden and Titus Prieto had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Good day, Lord Roshi." Prieto had apparently already learned from his friends in the Ever-Victorious Army that Roshi had returned to Macragge, although in the form of some kind of projection.

Roxie said hello, then greeted Ms. Euden.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Can we chat while we walk?" Ms. Yuton was still as elegant and calm as ever, but she was dissatisfied with the smell at the door.

"Those Space Wolves stink—"

"Be careful with your words, lady." Guilliman could see that Lady Euden didn't like the wolves very much, but he couldn't help but defend the Sons of Russ.

"I heard that they came here to monitor you? To monitor a loyal Primarch, a monarch of five hundred worlds?" Lady Euton said dissatisfiedly.

She certainly wouldn't show her dissatisfaction because of some strange smell. She was dissatisfied with those Space Wolves. That was a shameful act of suspicion and centrifugalism.

"That's enough. Faffnir is an honest man. He did not hide his mission, nor did he try to evade his responsibilities. We should respect them. After all, there is nothing we cannot do."

Lady Euden was speechless after being told this. She simply came to Roche's side and complained about Guilliman's problems to her son's best friend.

The Primarch's appointed think tank, Titus Prieto, continued, "My lord, you should still be cautious. Faffnir is an honest man, but he is also a very stubborn guy. Once he sees that we have made a mistake, or are about to make a mistake, he will act rashly due to excessive caution."

"The news about Prospero has reached us. There is no doubt that the wolves will remain cautious about similar things. If there are some very sensitive signs, he may make mistakes again."

"They would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go."

Guilliman looked at his Librarian with blue eyes, and he heard the hidden meaning.

Titus was talking about the wild wolves, but implicitly he was referring to the think tanks like them.

"I have nothing to hide, Prieto," said Guilliman.

Titus asked in return: "My Lord, how will you explain to the Space Wolves the reappearance of our Librarian psykers? Magnus the Red broke the Nikaean Prohibition, so the Emperor sent his Executioners to destroy Prospero."

"What about us? You also broke the restrictions of Nikea's ban in order to fight the enemy. To be honest, your actions are no different from those of Magnus the Red."

Guilliman took a deep breath. He had to admit that Titus was right.

Two years ago, in order to deal with the Warp Daemons that appeared in the Battle of Calth, and then in order to fight against the Shadow Crusade launched by Lorgar and Angron, he had already violated the Edict of Nikea.

"My lord, Faffnar is tracking down the slightest trace of rebellion. Never underestimate the sense of smell of wild wolves. Sooner or later, they will find out that we are using what they call [Warp Magic]."

Titus did not argue for himself in his words. The will of the Gene-Father was their will. If Guilliman ordered the Librarians to give up their psychic powers again, they would obey the order without hesitation.

What they are worried about is whether those outsiders who still adhere to the original creed will do something dangerous to the Ultramarines.

It's not just the Space Wolves. After the betrayal of Calth, a large number of factions emerged within the Ultramarines that were wary of or even hostile to their brother legions.

They believed that these legionnaires who were summoned and attracted to Macragge were more likely to become air mines that could explode at any time than to be helpful.

Once betrayal happens, everyone fears it happening again.

"I will take your advice into consideration, Prieto. But I am confident that I can tame those wild wolves. They are just stubborn, but not obstinate. I will make them understand how critical the current situation is, and I will keep them by my side."

The Librarian bowed in acceptance. Guilliman's message had been conveyed, and there was no need for him to argue again. Lady Euton, however, could not help herself. She stood in front of Guilliman, blocking the Primarch's way back to his office.

"You are playing with your own safety! Roboute!" Ms. Euton's voice became very sharp, completely abandoning her usual manners and dignity.

"You are everything to us, my lord, but you can't do everything. You are a human being, not a god. Human power has its limits. Why do you always have to do things that are beyond your limits?"

"Everything is under my control, lady." Guilliman grabbed his adoptive mother's arm, and with a slight lift of his arm, Lady Euden was held in the arms of her giant son.

Facing his mother, Guilliman seemed particularly powerless.

Luo Xi watched the argument between mother and son with great joy. He understood that the argument was not a conflict between the two, but that Ms. Yuton was just too worried about her son.

It was hard for him to miss these scenes full of family affection, which is an important part of human nature.

Lady Euton was still chattering, counting on her fingers, listing them one by one: "You are the only living loyal Primarch in front of you. You are the Lord of Ultramar, the King of Five Hundred Worlds, the leader of the Ultramarines, the agent of the Emperor, and the defender of human civilization."

"How long are you going to evade your responsibilities? You have actually become the regent of the empire. You rule over the territory of the Ultramarine on behalf of the emperor. Whether you like it or not, all this is a done deal."

Lady Euton said what Guilliman had been subconsciously unwilling to believe.

"If the Emperor has fallen at this moment, then as his most legitimate successor, you will inherit the title that belongs to the Emperor!"

"Ms. Euton... you are so bold. The truth is sometimes harsh, so harsh that even though we know it exists, we are unwilling to admit it."

Luo Xi couldn't help but sigh. Even the director of the think tank chose to avoid talking about this topic, but Ms. Yuton did not hide it at all and directly raised the issue in full view of everyone.

Lady Euden was still protesting: "Lord Macragge, admit that you are not omnipotent. You cannot take on all the responsibilities. Let go and give up those roles that will bring great risks."

The mortal woman with a powerful aura pointed at the four heroes who were walking from the office and said, "Then let the four heroes command the troops. They are the most outstanding military strategists among the Ultramarines. You are not so strong as to make up for the gap."

She pointed at Roche and said, "Leave the scientific research to Roche and the Mechanicus sages. Why do you worry so much about these things? You should just be a leader and lead everyone. You need to protect yourself, because if you are finished, the empire will be finished."

Guilliman first looked at the director of the think tank with a helpless look, but Titus chose to watch and calmly discuss the problem with his colleagues beside him.

He shifted his gaze to Roche again. Roche's scalp was tingling. Guilliman promised him in his eyes: he would no longer object to Roche making some tasteless ancient jokes on him.

As one of the few people with whom he could communicate on an equal footing, Roche often liked to tell Guilliman some ancient memes and jokes that he didn't understand at all, but the Lord of the Limits was not very interested in these things that he didn't quite understand.

This was the biggest concession Guilliman could think of.

"Madam, let me say a few words on behalf of Roboute." Roche successfully attracted Eudon's attention on behalf of Guilliman, giving the Primarch some space to breathe and escape.

"What Roboute means is that even if he were to create a temporary Imperial political entity in the eastern part of the galaxy, he would never call himself regent, nor would he sit on the throne." Roche pointed out what Guilliman had always insisted on.

Lady Euton spread her hands and said helplessly: "Tell my twisted son, if there are no other loyal primarchs, he has no choice. Is he going to play dumb and try to find a legal basis for his actions?"

"Or, could you take his place and become the second emperor?"

Luo Xi felt his whole body numb. He knew that Yuton's words were just a joke, but any normal person would understand that the location was an extremely torturous fire pit.

The mother and son were clearly right next to each other, but they insisted on communicating through him as a messenger.

He suddenly felt that his trip to Macragge seemed to be a mistake.

(End of this chapter)